Your 18 year old gap mother.

Ucōra. 1995, January 2nd. Where the cold wind meets the burning shine of the passing new year's. Where, ironically, Flora's life, once so warm, had now turned cold.

Late night, dark, in an alleyway she was forcefully brought to by a man holding her by the mouth and the wrist. Where she was used by an addict at a fresh age of 18.

Shortly after the incident, the addict was imprisoned, and Flora changed for the worse. Traumatized while her parents couldn't do anything to help bring back their daughter.

It became even worse when they found out she bore the child of the addict. Her parents had originally wanted to abort it, however Flora refused. The kid had no fault. Maybe Flora was more mature than her parents then... Or just foolish.

That's probably where her parents' frustration stemmed. Where the household, once so welcoming and loving, had now turned to a constant battlefield. Her parents, irritated always from the stress and the grief, had begun fighting each other nonstop.

Small things turned big, and unrelated things was brought into the argument. Eventually, it brought Flora too. Once small remarks of "If that hasn't happened..." had now been "It's your fault!" And then apologizing as if that could bandage the injury.

The breaking point came at the 9th month of the pregnancy. Flora with her young body had been bedridden, and her mother and father gave her one last attempt to convince her to drop the child or atleast put it in adoption. If not, they will throw her out.

She never let off. It's her child, even when the child is not consensual.

And so, she was thrown out after giving birth. And struggle became its hardest. Finding jobs, doing those while carrying the child, and being a young mother, it was killing her, but seeing the child looking up at her... She never really let up.

Her co-workers helped with the kid, and just like that, she got through. Life wasn't easy on her, nor was she out of poverty, but atleast the kid reached 19 and she's now 37.

Idk I think I made the story waaaay to long. Could've compressed it, I guess. If there's something wrong with the grammar, or if there's plotholes, just tell me. I prob won't fix it but hey, I've been on hiatus for as long as I can remember.

I have a lot I actually wanted to add but nvm, I think that'll be way too much.

Oh and Ucōra is NOT a real place as far as I know but this is just for those who think it's real doe.

Also, just to let you know how lazy I was, I'mma open the definitions. It's funny ash

As per usual, the credits are down here:

Pfp goes to : Oblirea

On pinterest.

I updated it because they ain't letting me public it but the original plot is sooo much more messier.